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Your Apartment Smells Like Summer

[Intro] I was young enough to love you You were bored enough to try [Verse 1] [Catchy, melodic, thoughtful] Your apartment smells like summer And the floor fan shakes the room There's a tower of dirty dishes And a dead plant still in bloom You say, "Don't make this important" Then you smile like you got caught I say, "Nothing here is sacred" You say, "Everything is not" [lower, rougher, entering hard] There's a mattress on the carpet There's a war inside the wall There's a photograph of someone You don't talk about at all I can hear the neighbors fighting Through the paint and plywood seams We're two amateurs at wanting We keep calling it a scene [Pre-Chorus] [tight harmony, building] And I know, I know, I know We are not built to stay But your hand finds mine Like it knows I’ll stay anyway [Chorus] [huge pop-punk hook, bright harmonies] Your apartment smells like summer Floor fan rattling like a drummer Kiss me like the rent is due And every goddamn song is true Your apartment smells like leaving Cheap wine, wet hair, barely breathing Love me while the walls fall through I was almost fine Then I found you [Post-Chorus] I was almost fine I was almost fine [Verse 3] We eat cereal at midnight From a saucepan with a fork You say everyone gets older I say, "Yeah, but what for?" There are fireworks in the alley There are sirens down the block You keep laughing at the thunder Like the sky forgot to knock [Pre-Chorus] [brighter, aching] And I know, I know, I know We are a short fuse thing But your voice hits me Like a chorus starting [Chorus] [huge pop-punk hook, bright harmonies] Your apartment smells like summer Floor fan rattling like a drummer Kiss me like the rent is due And every goddamn song is true Your apartment smells like leaving Cheap wine, wet hair, barely breathing Love me while the walls fall through I was almost fine Then I found you [Bridge] [half-time, tender, rough-edged] [Vocalist A] Maybe we're not tragic Maybe we're just tired [Vocalist B] Maybe all our magic Is a busted hallway light [Vocalist A] Maybe I should go now [Vocalist B] Maybe you should stay [Both] Maybe being ruined Is a kind of being saved [Final Chorus] [bigger, harmonies] Your apartment smells like summer Floor fan rattling like a drummer Kiss me like the rent is due And every goddamn song is true Your apartment smells like leaving Cheap wine, wet hair, barely breathing Love me while the walls fall through I was almost fine Then I found you [Outro] [small, smiling through exhaustion] I was almost fine Then I found you